It is wonderful to be young with clear sight, sharp hearing, and flexible step, pulses drumming to the protest of exhilarating health. But old age has glories that youth cannot know. It is a blessing to be in old age. Old age celebrates the harvest. Like fruit in the fall, the harvest of old age will either dry up or wither or grow mellow and sweeter as it ripens.
We cannot escape the advancing years. So don’t be ashamed to own your age. Everything abides will become old like mountains, rivers. oceans, stars. But the best things are the oldest things, things that have endured and stood the test of time. Nothing to be sad as an aging person, because life can be bright if we have one who is the light as our evening sun and that is Jesus Christ.